January 25, 2010

“There is no happiness; there are only moments of happiness.”
(Spanish Proverb)

Unforgettable Moments.
We all have those.
Memories of a fleeting instant in time, so powerful and compelling, it carves an imprint in our consciousness, where it will forever remain vivid and clear. Endlessly confirming the fact that our perception always overrules the laws of time.

These moments are as unpredictable, as they are enchanting. We can not envisage them ahead, they just appear, as if by magic, out of nowhere, when we least expect it. They instigate an allure, which is everlasting and fuels our joy for life at all times.
When they do occur, it feels as if we are standing in the very core of our existence, being able to control time, making it stand absolutely still, while we mastermind our senses. We can taste scents, hear colours and see sounds. And we can touch and seize the present, unlike any other moment, to conserve it as pristine as it feels right then and there.

We all carry in our memory at least one such a snapshot in time, which we love to revisit and relive, whenever we choose. When an ordinary morning or evening, in a very ordinary day, turns into that special recollection, which will never leave us. It can be a simple alignment of events, creating an absolute perfection in our perception. This flawless image can include beautiful natural scenes, alluring sounds, extraordinary interventions or the presence of exceptional people. A unique combination that will at all times reinforce our belief in the beautiful, in the divine, in the good, in the magical and in the miracle of life. Again and again.

Life is worth living, if only for those transcending moments in time. However few, and however far in between they are.

Such inspiring entry Zuzana. There are indeed moments that make the dark and sad times of life seem as if they never existed. Happiness are brief moments that fill you with joy and "something" in your heart and soul that makes you want to jump and smile all the time. Aren't they fabulous?!

I'm not a happy person by nature, unfortunately. So I have a lot of unhappy memories.

One happy one that I like to look back on involves one of my little dogs that has since passed on. She used to love to sniff the flowers around my mom's pond. Afterwards, she'd sneeze several times and then go sniff them some more. The memory always makes me smile!

These moments of which you speak are glimpses into what our life can truly be. These moments do not have to be so far apart. We have the ability to live these moments often as we remember who and what we are.

Dear Zuzana,Very interesting and memorable post.I am happy for a mortal soul like you embracing life, living life and all its beauty.The mystique of life probably is one way the Almighty keeps us one with his consiousness.The doors of life are always open. But it is to open our mind and heart , to be self-concious of Life and existence that remains the task.I think memorable moments are a quality of an idea that conceptualises beauty as beautiful.It is an expression of a beautiful mind.Memorable moments are timeless,spell-bound,it is yours for the asking.Is this the secret of our well being? Well,just remembering.BTW, congratulations on the new blog layout and remake. It's stunning as you are.

A lovely and thoughtful post, and a well-deserved potw. I do think, though, that these moments need not be few and far between. We are surrounded by miracles big and small. We don't notice them because we don't look often enough. No morning is ordinary. Each is unique and unrepeatable, if you look at it that way.

LadyFi, Tabor, Cricket, Gaston Studio, Land of shrimp and Dianne, thank you so much for your interest in my post, nominated for POTW by Hilary. She is an amazing woman, doing an incredible job with this theme.I truly appreciate your visit and your very kind words.xoZuzana

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I was born under the Tatra Mountains, to a Czech father and a Slovak mother. I grew up in Sweden and lived almost ten years in North Carolina.
More than a decade ago my line of work took me to Denmark, where I live today. My home, which I share with the man that holds my heart, lies in the northerly part of a Danish peninsula, in the proximity of endless, wide and pristine westbound sandy beaches, surrounded by the rough and untamed North Sea.
My writing is defined by reflections on my cosmopolitan past and my intriguing present. Ultimately I try to convey in words and images my personal thoughts and feelings about life itself, with all its magic, natural splendour and the beauty of simple pleasures.